Uncountry

I spent my summers growing up looking for bullets from the Civil War

Wasn't much else to do in that old Virginia town

I bought me a Gibson

got the hell out of Clifton while the gettin' was good

Started making my living with a band and a van

no one understood

No one understood

Fifteen years of laying my head on a different stranger's floor

Everyday's another stage as you struggle with the pain from the night before

Drive until dawn

no sleep

no time to have a life of my own

'Cause there's bills to pay and the only way is to keep on movin' on

Just keep on movin' on

I sweat and bleed for every dollar that I earn

I always break my back

and I never break my word

If you take a good look

I bet you'd see

There ain't nothing uncountry about me

To see me up here on this stage

you might not believe

That I cut my teeth on “Country Roads” and “The Fightin' Side of Me”

Now I'm no stranger to the pain that a hard day's work will bring you

And ask me where I got these scars

I'll be more than glad to sing you

My song of sad regret

I sweat and bleed for every dollar that I earn

I always break my back

and I never break my word

If you take a good look

I bet you'd see

There ain't nothing uncountry about me

Oh I'll fight through anything that's in my way

I'm always gonna be here

and I ain't never gonna break

If you take a good look

I bet you'd see

There ain't nothing uncountry about

Nothing uncountry about me

Nothing uncountry about me!

Ain't nothing uncountry about me